Chapter 258: Who Were Afraid of in a Fight (10)

258 Whom Have You Been Afraid of in a Fight (10)

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If he had fought Brooke before, he might have had a good fight, but now he knew very well that he had no conditions to fight Brooke, and the only thing he could do now was to use his strengths and fight quickly.

The moment he got up, Ibusoya almost went crazy.

He shook the iron net violently, and his roar and scream turned into cheering for Ouyang Qingfeng in the eyes of the others, so one person followed the rhythm of Ibu Sawa and began to shake the iron net, followed by another one.

Soon, almost everyone grabbed a bit of iron net and began to shake violently, and at the same time they were cheering Ouyang Qingfeng's name.

The last ball.

Brooke didn't want to lose the game, as long as the ball at Ouyang Qingfeng's feet hadn't come off, as long as the ball hadn't fallen into the basket, then he still had a chance.

So, he made a choice that he regretted the most in his life.

He rushed towards Ouyang Qingfeng.

Ouyang Qingfeng didn't get up, he stepped on the ball and stood in place, he was waiting for Brooke, and when Ibusoya saw Ouyang Qingfeng preparing for the ground posture, his face turned black all at once.

He also had the same idea as Brooke, and with the last chance, he couldn't give up no matter what. But now it seems that he has no chance, the two of them passed by, and Ouyang Qingfeng's actions were handed over to him by himself.

No matter how strong Brooke is, there is no way to stop his Thousand Illusions.

Ouyang Qingfeng used the peerless technique that he had forcibly practiced in the past few days when he had the last trace of strength. This is created by Ibusaoya himself, and it is also passed on to him, if there is no Ibsoya's purgatory-like training and competition in the past few days, maybe Ouyang Qingfeng will not improve so much, so now, use the mastery he taught to return it to Ibusaoya.

Under the three-point line, a figure stood there, unhurried, and kicked the ball.

Bang, bang, bang......

The whole audience could hear the sound of the young man juggling the ball in the cheers, it seemed that he was the only one in the world, and in Ouyang Qingfeng's eyes, there was only Ibu Soya in the audience.

He juggled the ball, once, twice, three times......

In the last ball, the memories of the past seven days seemed to flash quickly in front of his eyes......

Happy, happy, painful or uncomfortable, there are tears and sweat, and there are cheers and applause......

Last ball, goodbye, Ibussoa.

Ouyang Qingfeng lifted the ball high and swept his leg violently, "Blazing, flame, phoenix!"

Jump.

With a phoenix roar, a phoenix with flames flew out of the football and flew quickly towards the rebound inside the three-point line, the speed was very fast, everyone stared at the ball, and their hearts palpitated.

It's hard to get off the basket at such a speed.

He's going to hit the rebound and bounce back!

Oh my God, what is this guy doing?

Don't play, it's the last ball, all of us have a net worth on you.

My God, bless the goal!

My heart can't stand this kind of play, let it fall into the basket!

......

It seems ridiculous that these gamblers are praying at this time!

With a bang, the football hit the rebound, and the rebound was smashed hard, and there was a sparse cracking sound, Ouyang Qingfeng smiled coldly, maybe only in this way, there will be no more games here.

The glass cracked, and the basket fell with it.

The piercing sound of shattering shocked everyone, this, what kind of power this is, it can actually shatter a high-pressure rebound! His strength is a little beyond ordinary people!

However, that's not the point of their concern, the point is, the ball......

What about this ball?

The ball bounced twice on the ground, rolled a few times on the glass shards, and slowly landed in front of the basket on the floor. Ouyang Qingfeng stepped on the broken glass, gently pushed the ball, and rolled it into the basket, "Hehe!"

Everyone cheered.

Because entering, even entering, there are not so many rules.

This is an underground casino, and some rules just don't have rules!

He won, setting a record that had not been broken for more than ten years, a record of seven consecutive victories in three days, and he became an underground legend at that time! Many years later, he recalled the situation at that time, but he couldn't say enough, and there were too many things that happened to him in those days.

The gamblers left one after another, all heading towards the exchange point to collect the money they had earned today, just as the pupils in Ibusoya's eye sockets continued to dilate, and bloodshot began to wrap around his eyes.

He gritted his teeth, eager to kill Ouyang Qingfeng immediately.

Because of everything today, not only did he not eat all the capital of these gamblers, but he lost tens of millions. He's become a homeless man again!

"I'm going to kill you!" Ibu Soya suddenly rushed into the platform, and then punched Ouyang Qingfeng.

He didn't dodge or dodge, and he was punched by Ibusouya.

"We have an old saying in China, 'one day as a teacher, life as a father', you have the grace to teach me art, this punch, back to you, we are both kind and righteous. ā€

Ibu Soya's fists trembled, and he looked at Ouyang Qingfeng angrily.

Yes!

Ibusouya punched and smashed it down!

"Be careful!" exclaimed Norman.

However, when Ibu Soya's fist didn't hit Ouyang Qingfeng, he stopped him, "One punch has been paid off, what is this punch?"

"Why, why are you doing this to me!" Ibusouya roared, "I taught you so much, what's wrong with you playing a match-fixing game for me, why are you going against me, why?"

"Why?" Ouyang Qingfeng asked rhetorically, "From the time you used me to play football to make money, you had to think of today!"

"I ask myself, I'm not kind to you, and I haven't treated you badly, why are you doing this to me, why?!!" Ibusoya hit an uppercut and smashed directly into Ouyang Qingfeng's right face from the side.

Ouyang Qingfeng leaned back, just took a step back, and lightly dodged Ibusuoya's fist, and at this time, his fist directly slammed into Ibusuoya's stomach.

Ibusoya fell backwards.

"You haven't treated me badly, but you should know why I treat you like this!" Ouyang Qingfeng looked coldly at Ibu Soya who was sitting on the ground, and turned his head to the side, he didn't want to see Ibu Soya like this, "You used to be an athlete, you should know the harm of hg72 to the brain, but what have you done to me? Hehe, you are not thin on me, I think, in your heart, I am just a tool for you to make money, when my brain is degraded one day and I can't play football for you, you will not hesitate to kick me out!" ā€

Ibusoya was speechless, he didn't know what to say.

He didn't want to kick Ouyang Qingfeng, and he didn't think that he would have brain degeneration, he just wanted to help himself make some money during the time he was practicing football.

But in this way, he is indeed too selfish, he knows the harm of hg72 to the human body and brain, and he still treats Ouyang Qingfeng like this. But he just wanted to make money, and he didn't want to harm Ouyang Qingfeng!

"I'm ......!" said Ibusoya.

"Boss, Morales had already guessed that this might happen, so he had already arranged it!" At this time, Brooke, who had been standing not far away and did not leave, finally spoke.

Ibusoya looked at Brooke, "What?"

"If he loses, let him go, and if he wins, then I'll have to abolish him!" Brooke said fiercely, "That's Morales's exact words!"

"It's up to you?" Ouyang Qingfeng looked at Brooke with disdain. (To be continued.) )